My secretly beautiful mother

She danced across
The living room floor
Her fat legs transformed
Into feather-light wisps
Of summer air
Arms akimbo
A coquettish smile aglow.

You could have seen the gypsy girl
In her, that ancient thread
Of life she clung
So dearly to
In the face of all
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph
Trying desperately
To send her to hell.